He gets up, his breathe uneasy and his limbs shaky. Having been seconds away from death he is starting to remember things, a certain set of words echo through his head. Words that were shouted to him by his best friend years ago, but they couldn't be more relevant now more than ever. [i]Run you stupid bastard[/i]. And he does, as soon as he finds his feet he darts, practically vanishes in the direction he arrived in the first place to meet with the rest. His adrenaline was doing it's work, the pain in his broken nose was gone and he was running faster than he ever thought he could. Whatever that thing was he knew he couldn't take it alone, getting away was now top priority as he made his way towards Rom's howling, who was with the rest of the group.